23-06-2023, 01:09 PM
That’s when his phone began ringing. As he began answering her phone, my wife was looking at him wiping his saliva off her lips on her nightie over her shoulder and was looking at him and admiring him. Clearly she liked Swaroop kissing her unbrushed teeth. While being on the phone and giving instructions to somehow over the phone, as he casually looked at my wife and watching he admiring him, he grabbed my wife by her hair from behind and pulled her towards him and planted a strong kiss on her unbrushed lips and smiled at her and my wife began blushing. Talking to someone over the phone, as he casually grabbed my wife’s waist with his left hand and pulled her towards him, she smiled and stood close to him, he turned her around and grabbed her by her waist from behind. As my wife was placing her hands over his left hand which was gently grabbing her navel over her thin white nightie, he put his phone inside his pocket and began grabbing my wife’s boobs from behind with this right hand, “mmmmm…. hey,.... My husband is here….” as my wife whispered, “he won’t mind,” he exclaimed and continued playing with my wife’s boobs with his right hand and at the same time took his left hand off her navel and began grabbing my wife’s pussy over her nightie. “Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm………,” as my wife was moaning, grabbing his hands, biting her lips, “which room is free,” he asked my wife. “Not, now, please,” as my wife begged, “Please, Janaki, I missed you so much, I can’t control anymore, I have come here to have your pussy at any cost,” he begged. That’s when my second son woke up and came out of their bedroom.
Looking at them, my wife freed herself from Swaroop and began going to my second son. As she began talking to my sons, “who are these two handsome guys,” Swarrop exclaimed and went and stood near my wife. “This is Karthik,” my wife introduced my second son to Swaroop. “Hi Karthik,” as Swaroop began shaking his hands, “and this is Swaroop Uncle, Ravi’s Hockey Coach,” my wife said. “Where is the Kitchen, Janaki, can you take me there, I am feeling thirsty,” as Swroop exclaimed, “Karthik, you go freshen up, mommy is going to take you to watch Ravi Hockey Match,” my wife said and sent my second son inside their Bedroom.
As soon as my second son went inside their bedroom, Swaroop took my wife inside the Kitchen. As I tiptoed and went towards the kitchen, Swaroop was hugging my wife and was kissing her lips nicely and my wife and begging him to let her go. Swaroop was so horny that he began grabbing my wife’s nightie and was trying to remove it. “No.. Swaroop…. Please ….” as my wife begged, he let her nighty free and grabbed my wife by her underarms and began kissing her lips again, and that’s when his phone started ringing in his pants. As he began answering the call, my wife tried to leave slowly, but Swaroop grabbed my wife by her hair and pulled her towards him and began kissing my wife’s lips. “Alright, I will be there in 5 minutes,” as he exclaimed and put his phone inside his pocket, “what happened?” my wife exclaimed with a smile on her face, knowing that he was going to leave now.
“Goddammit …! How many calls,” as Swaroop picked his phone and began cursing, “Janaki… I have to leave now or else they will send Ravi here,” as he exclaimed and gave my wife a hug and about to break the hug, his lips went close to my wife and stood frozen. “My God.. the smell of your brushed mouth is turning me on,” he exclaimed and began enjoying kissing my wife’s lips nicely and his hands this time went all the way to my wife’s boobs began pressing my wife’s boobs, as my wife got turned on, and began moaning, his phone began ringing. Breaking the kiss and taking his hands off my wife’s boobs, picking his phone up, “Sir, I am on the way sir, just 2 minutes,” he exclaimed and hung up on the call. “I have to go, Janaki,” he said and gave a strong smooch on my wife’s lips, sucking all my wife’s unbrushed mouth’s saliva. “Come in your leggings and tops,” as he said and about to leave, “No way, Ravi was yelling at me yesterday for coming in my Leggings and tops,” my wife said. “Why?”, as Swarop asked, my wife asked, “he said his friends and the other coaches were ogling at me and were talking dirty about me,” my wife said. “He is right, Janaki, every asshole in the ground was ogling at you yesterday,” as he was saying, his phone starting ringing again in his pants. Without taking his phone out, “my God, these bastards…!” he exclaimed, held my wife’s face, “I am gonna miss you, my love,” he exclaimed and began kissing my wife’s lips, as my wife began kissing his lips back, he took his hands off my wife’s face and placed them over my wife’s boobs over her night and squeezed them gently, “Bye,” he said breaking the kiss and planted a kiss on my wife’s cheek and left the place.
As soon as Swaroop left, my wife came to my room and went back to my bed, the moment my wife entered inside the bedroom, I pretended to wake up, and faking a yawn, “Janaki, Swaroop is waiting for you in the living room, did you meet him?” I asked. “Yeah, Ram… he left now and I am taking the boys to watch Ravi’s match,” as my wife exclaimed, “Great, can I come along, Janaki?” I asked. As she began thinking, “so that I can spend time with the Boys and you can peacefully watch the match and if Swaroop calls you for a meeting you can go to his office room and have discussion about Ravi,” I said. “No, I don’t go to his Office room for meetings, Ram,” as my wife exclaimed, trying to act innocent, “why Janaki? You don’t want to be Swaroop’s friend and help Swaroop in his training?” I exclaimed and got up from bed and went near my wife. “It's not that, Ram. After you let him hug me and kiss me, he has been kissing me too much, Ram,” my wife exclaimed trying to act innocent. “I understand, Janaki, but you have to be close to him or else he might ruin our son’s chance of getting into the State Side,” I said. “Yeah, Ram, that’s the reason I have been tolerating his hugs and kisses, even now, before leaving he kissed me and went,” my wife said. “While kissing him I feel like I am cheating on you, Ram,” as my wife exclaimed and acted guilty, “hey, come here,” I said and pulled her towards me. “It's cheating…. It's not cheating at all… you don’t have to feel that way… You are my wife and that will never change, because I always love you. I will love you more if you let Swaroop hug you and kiss you, because I don’t want you to ruin our son’s Hockey dreams,” I said. “I know, Ram, that’s why I am not denying his hugs and kisses, but I am scared if he gets turned on and tries to….. You know…..,” as he exclaimed, “make love to you?”, as I asked, “yeah,” my wife exclaimed, that “Yeah” of hers sounded like asking me how I would react if he finds out Swaroop made love to her. For a moment I was spellbound and I was not sure whether to tell her openly to get fucked by Swaroop, “Look Janaki, you are beautiful, it's natural for a man to have urges and Swaroop is a man too. You are a smart woman, I am sure you know how to handle his urges,” I said. “I don’t know how to handle his urges, Ram, when he hugs me he does not hug me like his friend, he hugs me like I am his girlfriend; when he kisses my lips he does not kiss my lips like his friend, he kisses me like I am his girlfriend; tomorrow he might make love to me like he is making love to his wife,” as my wife was saying, she started feeling horny and I could feel her horiness in her tone, and I was feeling horny as well. “If he wants to hug you like his girlfriend, let him hug you like his girlfriend; if he wants to kiss your lips like his girlfriend, let him kiss your lips like his girlfriend; in future if he wants to make love to you like he is making love to his wife, let him make love to you. My Son’s Hockey future is more important to me than Swaroop enjoying making love to you for those few minutes of pleasure,” I said in a strict tone, but deep inside I was horny as hell as. Though my wife’s eyes brightened as I had given her permission to get fucked by Swaroop, “Ram, be serious, I am married, with two sons,” she exclaimed. “Up to you, Janaki, tomorrow don’t come to me and tell me that Swaroop did not include our son Ravi name in the list,” as I was saying, my second son entered inside. My wife and I got ready and took them to watch the match.
Looking at them, my wife freed herself from Swaroop and began going to my second son. As she began talking to my sons, “who are these two handsome guys,” Swarrop exclaimed and went and stood near my wife. “This is Karthik,” my wife introduced my second son to Swaroop. “Hi Karthik,” as Swaroop began shaking his hands, “and this is Swaroop Uncle, Ravi’s Hockey Coach,” my wife said. “Where is the Kitchen, Janaki, can you take me there, I am feeling thirsty,” as Swroop exclaimed, “Karthik, you go freshen up, mommy is going to take you to watch Ravi Hockey Match,” my wife said and sent my second son inside their Bedroom.
As soon as my second son went inside their bedroom, Swaroop took my wife inside the Kitchen. As I tiptoed and went towards the kitchen, Swaroop was hugging my wife and was kissing her lips nicely and my wife and begging him to let her go. Swaroop was so horny that he began grabbing my wife’s nightie and was trying to remove it. “No.. Swaroop…. Please ….” as my wife begged, he let her nighty free and grabbed my wife by her underarms and began kissing her lips again, and that’s when his phone started ringing in his pants. As he began answering the call, my wife tried to leave slowly, but Swaroop grabbed my wife by her hair and pulled her towards him and began kissing my wife’s lips. “Alright, I will be there in 5 minutes,” as he exclaimed and put his phone inside his pocket, “what happened?” my wife exclaimed with a smile on her face, knowing that he was going to leave now.
“Goddammit …! How many calls,” as Swaroop picked his phone and began cursing, “Janaki… I have to leave now or else they will send Ravi here,” as he exclaimed and gave my wife a hug and about to break the hug, his lips went close to my wife and stood frozen. “My God.. the smell of your brushed mouth is turning me on,” he exclaimed and began enjoying kissing my wife’s lips nicely and his hands this time went all the way to my wife’s boobs began pressing my wife’s boobs, as my wife got turned on, and began moaning, his phone began ringing. Breaking the kiss and taking his hands off my wife’s boobs, picking his phone up, “Sir, I am on the way sir, just 2 minutes,” he exclaimed and hung up on the call. “I have to go, Janaki,” he said and gave a strong smooch on my wife’s lips, sucking all my wife’s unbrushed mouth’s saliva. “Come in your leggings and tops,” as he said and about to leave, “No way, Ravi was yelling at me yesterday for coming in my Leggings and tops,” my wife said. “Why?”, as Swarop asked, my wife asked, “he said his friends and the other coaches were ogling at me and were talking dirty about me,” my wife said. “He is right, Janaki, every asshole in the ground was ogling at you yesterday,” as he was saying, his phone starting ringing again in his pants. Without taking his phone out, “my God, these bastards…!” he exclaimed, held my wife’s face, “I am gonna miss you, my love,” he exclaimed and began kissing my wife’s lips, as my wife began kissing his lips back, he took his hands off my wife’s face and placed them over my wife’s boobs over her night and squeezed them gently, “Bye,” he said breaking the kiss and planted a kiss on my wife’s cheek and left the place.
As soon as Swaroop left, my wife came to my room and went back to my bed, the moment my wife entered inside the bedroom, I pretended to wake up, and faking a yawn, “Janaki, Swaroop is waiting for you in the living room, did you meet him?” I asked. “Yeah, Ram… he left now and I am taking the boys to watch Ravi’s match,” as my wife exclaimed, “Great, can I come along, Janaki?” I asked. As she began thinking, “so that I can spend time with the Boys and you can peacefully watch the match and if Swaroop calls you for a meeting you can go to his office room and have discussion about Ravi,” I said. “No, I don’t go to his Office room for meetings, Ram,” as my wife exclaimed, trying to act innocent, “why Janaki? You don’t want to be Swaroop’s friend and help Swaroop in his training?” I exclaimed and got up from bed and went near my wife. “It's not that, Ram. After you let him hug me and kiss me, he has been kissing me too much, Ram,” my wife exclaimed trying to act innocent. “I understand, Janaki, but you have to be close to him or else he might ruin our son’s chance of getting into the State Side,” I said. “Yeah, Ram, that’s the reason I have been tolerating his hugs and kisses, even now, before leaving he kissed me and went,” my wife said. “While kissing him I feel like I am cheating on you, Ram,” as my wife exclaimed and acted guilty, “hey, come here,” I said and pulled her towards me. “It's cheating…. It's not cheating at all… you don’t have to feel that way… You are my wife and that will never change, because I always love you. I will love you more if you let Swaroop hug you and kiss you, because I don’t want you to ruin our son’s Hockey dreams,” I said. “I know, Ram, that’s why I am not denying his hugs and kisses, but I am scared if he gets turned on and tries to….. You know…..,” as he exclaimed, “make love to you?”, as I asked, “yeah,” my wife exclaimed, that “Yeah” of hers sounded like asking me how I would react if he finds out Swaroop made love to her. For a moment I was spellbound and I was not sure whether to tell her openly to get fucked by Swaroop, “Look Janaki, you are beautiful, it's natural for a man to have urges and Swaroop is a man too. You are a smart woman, I am sure you know how to handle his urges,” I said. “I don’t know how to handle his urges, Ram, when he hugs me he does not hug me like his friend, he hugs me like I am his girlfriend; when he kisses my lips he does not kiss my lips like his friend, he kisses me like I am his girlfriend; tomorrow he might make love to me like he is making love to his wife,” as my wife was saying, she started feeling horny and I could feel her horiness in her tone, and I was feeling horny as well. “If he wants to hug you like his girlfriend, let him hug you like his girlfriend; if he wants to kiss your lips like his girlfriend, let him kiss your lips like his girlfriend; in future if he wants to make love to you like he is making love to his wife, let him make love to you. My Son’s Hockey future is more important to me than Swaroop enjoying making love to you for those few minutes of pleasure,” I said in a strict tone, but deep inside I was horny as hell as. Though my wife’s eyes brightened as I had given her permission to get fucked by Swaroop, “Ram, be serious, I am married, with two sons,” she exclaimed. “Up to you, Janaki, tomorrow don’t come to me and tell me that Swaroop did not include our son Ravi name in the list,” as I was saying, my second son entered inside. My wife and I got ready and took them to watch the match.
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